Sorry it took so long, my typist (aka my sister) wouldn't type this up for me. For the record, I loathe typing. Anyway here is chapter seven.

Disclaimer: I don't own Maximum Ride

Freaking cages. I am not some animal to be locked away! When I find the jerk that decided to use cages in here, I will kill him. Humans (yes, I do consider myself a human) do not belong in cages! I also hate the fact that I am only able to see the feet of those walking by.

Here is what has happened up to this point: I woke up and sat here, a white coat took my blood four different times and I fell asleep. That just about covers it. So much for finding out about the 'changes' in me. Nooo, I just have to sit here and wait.

I leaned my head back and closed my eyes. Images from the past few days appearing in my mind. The dreams, that thing, fighting the Erasers, Ari holding a gun, the Eraser's face as he died of unnatural causes, and Max. I remembered the way the light hit her face, how she smiled as we were flying, and her laughter, beautiful chiming bells. Thinking of her relaxed me, at least to the point that I could think clearly. How could I get out? My hands were too large to fit through the bars of my cage, so unlocking the door would be impossible. I am pretty sure that was the purpose though.

I could fake having a heart attack or something, but can teenagers have heart attacks? A seizure then. That may work, but they would most likely inject some weird drug into me before actually opening the door. Then operate to see what caused it. I shuddered at the thought. There has to be something I can do! Sitting here without anything is killing me.

As if I had spoken my thoughts aloud, the door opened and four pairs of very large feet began to walk towards me. Erasers. They stopped in front of my crate and one bent down. It was Ari, who else "You're awake, too bad, I don't think you will want to come with us. Oh well, let's go." He pulled out a key and unlocked the door. I crawled out and one of the other Erasers pulled me to my feet.

"A key? Are you really that afraid I will escape?" Ari rolled his eyes, "Just a precaution." He informed me before grabbing my upper arm and pulling me toward the door. The three other Erasers walked beside us, as if they expected me to attempt an escape. I wouldn't, at least, I wouldn't right now. I wanted to know about these changes, if that means staying a bit longer, I think I can handle it.

Ari pulled me into a small room. One thing was definite, this room wasn't for experimenting, it couldn't be. In one corner there was a television, a nice one at that. There was a microwave and a sink, a cupboard, refrigerator, and some couches. In the center of the room Jeb sat at a circular table, a cup of something hot in his hand. "Have a seat, Fang." Why did he always have to sound so freakin' cheerful? A hint of remorse in his voice would be a start, considering all he's done to us.

Ari released his hold on my arm and stormed out of the room. I returned my gaze to the empty chair Jeb had motioned to. Seeing no other available option, I took a seat.

"I assume you know hwy you are here, so I won't even bother feeding you any crap about the current situation. We here at the School have noticed serious changes in you lately." He paused, waiting for a reaction of some sort. Since I was curious, I played along.

"How did you know something changed?" He didn't answer immediately, but took a deep breath, sipped his drink, apparently trying to decide if he would tell me. How much trouble could it cause? I had a mental picture of him telling me. Hey, I could imagine, couldn't I?

"I don't think," he began, pulling my thoughts back to him. For a short moment Jeb appeared confused, but quickly continued, "well I guess I could, how much trouble could it cause? Alright, here it is. You know, I'm sure, about the chip in Max's arm. You have one as well, as does Iggy. These chips monitor your heart rate, bpm, your breathing rate, and a whole bunch of other stuff I am sure you won't care about. By observing these things, we can literally tell what you are feeling.

"Fang, your brain activity has gone through drastic changes in the past three days. We found the same thing in Angel last time we brought her back in. This was right before she developed the ability to control minds, only your case is slightly different. Your brain activity is much higher than hers were. We believe that you are actually able to think of something and project it into people's thoughts. It is stronger than that, though, and we have yet to figure out what else it is. After a few tests we should understand the situation better"

Jeb stopped there and blinked a few times. We sat in silence a few moments longer. I watched Jeb intently. He appeared to be in deep though, still confused. I realized the problem immediately.

"You weren't supposed to tell me that, were you"

"No, I wasn't. Tell me this, were you hoping I would tell you, thinking about it in any way"

I nodded slowly, bringing a smile to his face. "You already know how to use your ability? Fascinating, truly fascinating!" He was shocked, but in a good way. Jeb stood up and walked over to the door. He knocked twice, causing Ari to open it. "Ari, you may take Fang back now." I gave Jeb a final glare before I was kindly escorted out of the room. And yes, that was sarcasm.

Tell me what you thought, and don't be all nice if you don't mean it, I am all for constrictive criticism. Next chapter will have Max and Fang's POV, so I don't know how it will turn out yet. Wish me luck!

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